(i cannot be a great artist)

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reasons i cannot be a great artist
The colours of my personal palette
are healthy and alive,
there’s plenty of scenery for my canvas
to capture and thrive –
Great Buildings are simply waiting
for me to highlight the scene
whilst forests trees are sat in a huddle
all fresh and vibrant and green,
and sunlit mornings and rainbows
want me to bring brightness to call,
no matter what the season –
Summer, Spring, Winter or Fall.
But there’s a critical point i must make now –
as i cover paper with Gouache, oil, or lead…
there’s a really good rule – I’m not in that school –
simply, that I am not dead.

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